Yo wuzzup?
Sorry for the lateness, I really didnt have a lot of inspiration to write this chapter. Meh.
Oh yeah, say hello to ma little alien friend (◣_◢) ISN'T HE CUTE~?
He didn't know where he was heading or why. If he wanted to he could but his feet wouldn't stop moving, literally. Is there a chance he could be dead? There is nothing but darkness surrounding him.
It can't be blindness or else he wouldn't be able to see his own hands, clenched, in front of him as he ran.
Could this be a sign...?
If only he knew what will be at the end of this sudden travel.
All this running...it felt like an eternity
Kanetsugu wondered for the safety of the others, Masamune especially. As much as he hated to admit it, he felt more close to him than to anyone else. But if he's gone now...then...
Then...
"Ooof!" he said after tripping over a large rock that appeared out of nowhere. Thanks to that, his feet didn't have the urge to take off anymore. Though his forehead suffered a little "Ouch..."
"Damn it! Watch were you're going!" barked the supposedly large rock.
Speaking of the devil, there he was, Kanetsugu's almost-but-not-really-there good friend glaring up from the floor rubbing the right side of his face.
And wearing his winter uniform.
Weird.
"Masa-Chan? What are you doing here?" he asked with the feeling of relief wrapping around his unsteady heart. "More importantly...where are we?" the older male tilting his head to his right and realised that there was now two thin white parallel lines about a sidestep apart.
This could possibly indicate a road leading the way out.
Or it could be a trap.
Masamune slightly turned to him with folded arms "How should I know?" he asked with a semi huff
Watching the brunette jump to his feet Kanetsugu had to let out a horrified screech "AHHH! WHERE IS YOUR EYE PATCH?"
Annoyed, Masamune just glared again. His eyeless socket was nothing but a black hole, as if something as big as a game counter had pierced into darkness. Honestly, Kanetsugu wanted to hurl at the sight but kept it in as long as he could, fearing that he would upset the little tyke.
It didn't make a difference since he's angry anyway "You're wearing it! I've been looking all over for that you imbecile!" he fumed and pointed to Kanetsugu's right eye. As a subconscious action, Kanetsugu reached up to touch his eye, which was indeed covered with the patch.
His eyes stretched out far enough for them to amusingly fall out, after tearing the patch off his face "HOW THE—WAIT, WHAAAAAAA?" he wanted to scream yet all he managed to say was "I'm...sorry?"
So down the road to whatever it leads Kanetsugu grew tired of trying to compensate the other male and allowed him to babble on about the topic of being superior when it had nothing to do what Kanetsugu asked him. It happened to be a question about having any pets.
Yeah, maybe losing him might not be a bad idea right now.
Kanetsugu only turned at a tiny degree and already something just as tall attacked him at full force, "Aghh...today's not my day." He grumbled angrily after picking his sore carcass off the ground.
"Uh, Kanetsugu...?" gulped the brunette, refusing to look at him.
It wasn't really the case of not wanting to even glance at his friend, but the shock of whatever the object in front of him had stopped his movement. "...What?" Kanetsugu asked concernedly "...What's the matter?" And followed Masamune's unsteady finger all the way to the nail.
With his bottom lip hanging.
Just there. A huge and somewhat menacing looking castle, about four stories tall, with ghastly howls escaping out the cracks of the building, and even a few bats flying out the chimney in formation.
That wasn't there earlier.
Crossing his fingers, Kanetsugu took one step back before rotating a full three sixty But the road was gone. So they had no choice but to approach the huge building, which was approximately a five second walk.
The pairs of feet halted at the bottom of a long staircase. Half way the fleet of stairs splits into two, leading to two different doors. But there, at the doors stood an oh so familiar looking auburn haired teen.
Times two.
"Yo." Said the one dressed in red making his way down the stairs. The other in blue just smirked and followed. Neither had matching auburn eyes, but the colours of a roaring amber flame and the seas finest blue.
"TWO MITSUNARIS?" Kanetsugu yelled, desperately pinching his cheek to check his sanity.
Hoo yeah, this is a dream.
"We won't let you pass!" said the Nari's simultaneously with arms folded. Sure Kanetsugu can deal with one pouty kid, alongside Masamune, but two? He draws the line at two.
"Wait a min-" Kanetsugu backed away to the spot he crashed into before, realising it was a long wooden sign of some sort, probably a warning to all intruders. Masamune simply followed baring a sceptical look towards his upperclassmen motioning him to bend over to access his back.
After obeying his orders, Kanetsugu, with Masamune clawing his head, straightened himself up to finally read the print. It said: 'Like they said, they won't let you pass...well, I could help you...but I'm just a sign! U Mad Bro?' in huge bold capitals.
Kick.
"WHAT KIND OF MESSAGE IS THAT?" Kanetsugu disapproves to the frivolous alert board.
Masamune frantically grasped onto his black locks to keep balance, and sighed after regaining it "Calm down drama queen. Look there's more."
"Huh? Where?" Kanetsugu rolled his eyes upwards to the boy sceptically, seeing as there's no more in the print. Or so what he thought, following Masamune's dainty finger he sighed loudly at the fact there was still no text.
"Right here. 'Although they will open the doors if you ask them the right question. Lol. Bear in mind, one is a liar' smiley face."
Kanetsugu took a moment of silence before yelling with such fury "ARE YOU MAKING THAT UP?" and dropped Masamune. "No. It says so right here. Do you need glasses?"
Kanetsugu had an sudden urge to smack the kid across his head. It's not his fault the print is so small not even the human e—how the hell did he manage to read it? Maybe he does need glasses "Anyway. Looks likewe just have to ask them a question to which they will answer differently to."
"I've got it!"
"HUH? ALREADY?" Kanetsugu nearly choked on his own spit.
Masamune flashed a purely confident smile and a promising thumbs up, "Just leave it to me!" and waltzed over to the two Mitsunari's. Watching their eyebrows raising, the younger brunette proceeded with his question. "Alright you two...are you really in love with Yukimura?"
Kanetsugu was ready to smack his own forehead "WHAT GOOD WOULD THAT QUESTION BRI-"
"Well duh, moron." The red Mitsunari responded in a curt manner.
The blue's face was practically glowing bright magenta "W...whaaaat? B-Baka! Of course not! Why should I tell you anything?"
Masamune smirked as he had finally sussed it out "Hehe. Just as planned."
A sweatdrop hovered over Kanetsugu's head as he clapped Masamune's shoulder "Excuse me fauxstien, can you please explain how did that question help our little problem here?"
"Well um...you know the blinking thing he does? He's obviously lying, eh and uh, he lies in general when the subject's about him and Yukimura. Dunno why. It doesn't matter if he's telling the truth or not, he'd beat the crap out of Yukimura. I almost feel sorry for him."
"...again how...?"
Sighing, Masamune replied "The blue one is the real Mitsunari." For a short recap.
"Oh yeah you're so r—TO HELL IT IS! IT COULD'VE BEEN THE RED ONE!"
"Bonus. Mitsunari's favourite colour is blue."
Hearing an irritated grumble, the two teens carefully watched the flustered blue Mitsunari kick his door open without even needing to look at it. "See? He opened the door for us! Do I hear a 'Thanks Masamune'?" he blatantly hinted putting a hand behind his ear, waiting for the other's reply.
"Masamune..."
"What." Masamune tried to maintain his cool composure but tiny orbs of sweat appeared one after another. The amounts grew bigger once seeing a once in a lifetime smirk on Kanetsugu "...why do you know so much about Mitsunari's lovelife?"
Masamune turned away with folded arms to hide the forming blush he encountered, although his red ears were a big giveaway "Y-Yukimura told me about it! But it's not like I was actually interested to what he was saying, he just likes to talk! Don't get the wrong idea!"
"Hehe...who knew you'd be into romance Masa-Chan?"
"Sh...Shut up! I don't want to hear that from you, damn love freak of nature...!" he stuttered out somewhat timidly.
Kanetsugu held his gut, deeply surprised. "AH...that actually hurts."
After thanking the two Mitsunaris with respective bows, the two continued heading down the road to nothingness. Stumped for answers he turned to Masamune hoping for an answer for the question he was about to ask.
Well, he would have if he was actually there.
"Masa...Masamune?" no matter how many times he blinked and rubbed his eyes, the brunette was still nowhere to be seen. It's like he magically turned into smoke and blew away. The panic meter inside Kanetsugu was going haywire. How dare that brat bail on him in his time of need?
Blinking again, the spot had been filled with an oversized wardrobe of some sort. Kanetsugu was actually surprised at himself for not dying with a heart attack right now. The ability to run had flown passed his head as he rotted on the spot, watching a monster sized foot coming out of the closet. The, now pint sized, male got on his knees and plugged his ears with his hands as he knew what was coming, haunting him for all these years.
There it stood a metre away, nearly blowing him away with its mighty trumpet. The source of his nightmares.
It was none other than the...
The...
"HEEEEEEEEELLEPHANT!" he cried and stuck his arms up, a curtain that wasn't shut completely shone the moonlight rays straight into his eyes, making it easier for them to adjust to the darkness.
Having a hand to his heart again, Kanetsugu took a deep breath "...a-a...DREAM?!" and used the same hand to hold his face "thank god. It was just a dream..."
Now he needed to go to the bathroom, which felt strange to him since the dream didn't include anything about water. Funny how that works. A small shudder and grabbed his shoulders, the last imagery was so unexpected.
The risky travel to the bathroom cannot be done alone. He came to the conclusion that if he went out now, he'd surely die.
Thanks to the light from the window he was able to access the torch in between Yukimura and Mitsunari snuggling like the love birds they are. There's no way in hell he would even attempt to wake them up, Keiji's no good either considering his superhuman strength he could crush poor Kanetsugu in his sleep.
As for Sakon...well it's best to leave him as he is.
So the only person available was Masamune himself. Although thinking about it, he may try to attack him being a cranky puss and all. But he's all out of options and fortunately for him, Masamune's bed was the closest.
"Masamune...Masamune! God, wake up!" he lightly called out to him.
"Ahh...mou...what do you want...?" the youngest rolled towards him swatting the air thinking it's another pesky mosquito.
Thank God he keeps his patch on at night.
As his eyes squinted down into ponder mode, if Masamune didn't keep it on at all times, would it be the same black void like the one in his dream? "Please! Get up it's an emergency!" he gently shook Masamune by his shoulders, mostly to forget the sudden image in his mind.
"Alright alright, stop touching me..." he grumbled in his half asleep state and sat up, with the hair of a super saiyan wannabe, "What is it?" he had an urge to strangle the man for shining such brightness in his time of sleep "I can't go to the bathroom on my own! Come with me!"
"What're you five? Go away." Masamune rubbed his sleep deprived eye and shook his hair long enough for it to flop back down. Still, little curls remained pointing out here and there.
Kanetsugu scowled. "Fine...I'll just tell everyone in the morning that you still wet the b-"
"I. DO. NOT!" he half yelled, hating the light showing the red bridge on his face.
To that Kanetsugu smirked, awesomely spinning and twirling the torch around his hand thanks to his convenient pen spinning skills "You may say that but who are they more likely to believe?"
"...humph." the brunette stubbornly folded his arms "Don't think about holding my hand you big baby!"
"I wouldn't even dream of it, Masa-Chan."
"Stop saying that!"
Masamune, feeling that enough is enough, swiped the damned torch from the scardy cat and trudged out the room, Kanetsugu gently shuffling behind. The destination point was only about two doors down the hall and yet it looked so far away.
Not even half way and Kanetsugu sprung up to an unpleasant noise teasing his ears "AHWHATWUZZAT?"
"Relax, Naoe. It's just the floorboards." Masamune pointed to the floor with the torch after shooting a displeased expression.
Kanetsugu's showed relief once more. "Hah...right...I knew that!"
Masamune cupped his chin while drifting into deep thought; he had been meaning to fix the squeaky floors, though he couldn't risk injuring his sacred game playing hand again. No way, not tonight he's not.
Maybe if he asked nicely, Yukimura could do it for him.
With worried filled eyes, Kanetsugu's travelled to Masamune's curiosity filled face then to the bathroom door. "Masamu-" a smaller hand refused him to say any more. "Don't worry, Papa's not going anywhere." Masamune grinned purposely making the other scowl again.
Entering the bathroom, Kanetsugu just had to poke his head out again to look at Masamune having too much fun trying to suss out the key of spinning the torch around his hand without dropping it.
He could tell him that in order to do such a thing he needs a pencil first, but his failures were just too damn cute.
As much as he would like to watch the flustered brunette all night, his bladder didn't have the patience to cooperate, so he locked the door and did what was needed to be done, sighing and relaxing his eyelids, blanking all the surroundings except the sound of his little fountain of youth.
He would've enjoyed it more if it weren't for Masamune's muffled giggling being an awkward distraction.
What made it worse is that he couldn't stop peeing, and the more he listened, the louder it became. In fact, it felt like he no control at all, which caused a tiny blush to form "...AM I THAT LOUD?! HOW THIN ARE THE WALLS?!"
Masamune had the torch light pointed towards his face when he came out, to that Kanetsugu decided not to bother asking why, but think "...is he purposely trying to blind himself?"
"Phew~ I'm thirsty." Masamune said with a lazy like grin and headed towards the stairs, but turned round to give a little wave to the raven haired male. "See ya."
"W-Wait! Where are you...?" Kanetsugu spoke up nervously
"I'm just going downstairs. You can get back on your own, right?"
Kanetsugu pursed his lips. Taking that silence as a no, Masamune sighed again and dragged him downstairs by his wrist. The one eyed male just had a bad feeling that if he'd left Kanetsugu alone, he'd probably faint.
Who knew being a caretaker could actually be so hard?
But don't read him wrong; he's not doing it because he wants to.
To save himself from future embarrassment from the darkness, Kanetsugu made sure that at least the kitchen and the hallway lights were on. Once in the kitchen, Kanetsugu sighed into his crossed arms on the table, enjoying the warm light above the chair he claimed.
Smirking, Masamune, after kicking the kitchen door shut, slammed both the glass filled with milk and the carton just to snigger at Kanetsugu jolting upwards like an idiot "So, what's with the Hellephant thing anyway?"
Kanetsugu let out a tiny squeak after the fearsome name was called out again.
"Did your Mama tried to make a cute stuff elephant and turned out to be fugly?"
"I'd rather not talk about it."
"Hehhh...?" his eyebrow lifted in somewhat amusement as he took another sip from his milk, unbeknownst to the white and slightly fuzzy moustache he obtained.
Now that's suddenly got Kanetsugu him also wanting a litre full of that dairy product down his oesophagus "Can I have a drink?" he pointed to the cup. Masamune gave a tiny nod, assuming he was talking about the carton next to it.
"Sure, I'll just get a-" his abrupt squeal ceased his speech. That damn Kanetsugu was drinking from his cup, exactly where his lips were. Just the way how he did it, so casually with no second thought to what would happen, made the tiny hairs on Masamune's back stand to attention.
"Hmm? What's the matter?" Kanetsugu lazily rolled his head so his eyes were in level with the empty glass and carefully took it from his unreliable fingers.
The only thing that change in his face was an eyebrow raise, in contrast Masamune's face suffered from the severe case of the heat. Even his neck wasn't safe "...NOTHING." he hissed and started scratching the table. "...t-that idiot! Does he even know what he's done?! Unforgivable!"
As nonchalance turned to concern, Kanetusgu's head slowly tilted at an angle while still baring the same look "Uh, do you want it back?" he asked, again in his usual gentle voice.
"NO!" the brunette promptly yelled, squeezing his eye shut "JUST KEEP THE DAMN MILK!"
"Suit yourself." Kanetsugu simply and confidently shrugged and went back to chugging down the milk with all his might.
"Ah...uh...Ka..." a couple of seconds flew buy and Masamune stood there, unsure what to say next; it's as if his mind had turned to mush. Well he certainly had no control on the blush remote anymore.
An added smile came to Kanetsugu's features as he couldn't help examining Masamune's bunny like state "Are you sure you're okay? You seem very vulnerable right now."
"...I-Its nothing...stupid."
Crash!
"EEEK!"
"What was that...?!"
The pair instantly turned to the noise coming out from the window above the kitchen sink. Somebody or something must've knocked over the bins outside. That must mean there's a trespasser on the loose. "Let's just hope to God it's not a burglar." Masamune grumbled peering over the open window to check it out himself as he can't actually rely on Kanetsugu.
To his surprise, it was only a tiny tabby kitten with a fish skeleton in its jaws mewing gently at Masamune's appearance "What the...it's just a cat...?" he sighed with shoulders drooping. He mainly did this so he wouldn't let his true feelings out in front of Kanetsugu.
It's not his fault he freaking loves kitties.
Luck was on his side since Kanetsugu wasn't bothered about it at all, in fact he was spotted cowering under the kitchen table "I am deaf, I am blind..."
"GROW A PAIR!" He strictly demanded
"HAHH Y-YES SIR—!" Kanetsugu actually knocked himself out trying to stand up from under the table.
"...un...believable." Masamune shook his head. Who would've though Kanetsugu of all people could show such a clumsy side?
Though it was faint, Masamune still managed to jump at Sakon uncharacteristically yelling "CARROTS!" in his sleep upstairs.
It's not the first time he's done it either.
Anyway, the following morning at ten thirty AM...
"C'mon Kanetsugu...time to wake up! Geez and you were complaining about me getting up late." Complained Mitsunari, who's surprisingly awake at this hour. He's already suffering with sore knuckles from the two marvellous punches he delivered to Yukimura's cranium.
...since he was unintentionally welcomed with Yukimura's thunderous snoring.
He went easy on him this time.
Mitsunari he nudged the sleepyhead with his foot, hopefully to get at least a groan or an arm wave. Sakon and Yukimura, being early birds, were already in the kitchen showing each other's styles of making breakfast.
"Kanetsugu...!" he knew he was a deep sleeper as well but this is ridiculous.
"Ugh...give me another hour..." replied the deep sleeper.
"What happened to five minutes?" Mitsunari's mouth twitched "Get up already!"
And so he did, but as if controlled with a remote. Shocking it was to Mitsunari, his brilliant plan B was the simple 'dump-cold-water-for-laughs'. It's a shame he can't do that...or is it?
Having an opportunity to make small talk, an obnoxious "Pfff!" had come out instead. Mitsunari had to stop his other hand from pointing to what tickled his sides.
Although intrigued, Kanetsugu declined the offer to look up on the subject right now, as he was too zoned out to even think about caring. The challenging events from last night took a lot out of him.
He didn't even notice Keiji, a big hell of a person you can't possibly miss, as he made his way to the bathroom, sliding.
A big grin is what Keiji had, and it's not a simple task to get rid of one as huge as his "Yo! You've seen Masamune?" he called to his good friend Mitsunari.
Now that he thought about it, Mitsunari didn't see any sign of little runt either. Strange. Then again, he didn't really care what happened to him.
Well maybe a little bit. Just a little.
Probably a lot more an after hearing a tiny whimper coming from a corner.
Mitsunari's nose wrinkled in response "Did you hear that?"
"Y-Yeah...sounds like a child crying..."
Mitsunari's eyes widened "You think it might be a...spirit?"
Both men shuddered in unison. They gotta stay positive. Yeah, he might be downstairs or something. In fact, there's a Masamune sized lump in the bed.
That's a relief. The least likely event to happen right now is a possessed skeleton jumping out from the bed. Keiji gulped twice, one for the fear of a moving skeleton and two for the awesomeness he'll spread around the world.
First, as an attempt to approach it without really touching it, Keiji poked the lump with the same bamboo stick he attacked Yukimura with. The result wasn't as solid as he thought as he turned back to the light haired brunette seeing if he'd take his turn.
Shrugging in response, Mitsunari belly flopped onto the creamy white bed and looked over the edge, waving an arm for the blonde to follow after gasping at what held at the end of the bed. Keiji nearly spat out laughing at the fact it was Masamune lying on his side, struggling to even sit up in the small space between the wall and his bed. "WHOA! MASAMUNE? What're ya doing?"
"...Aren't you a little old to be playing hide-and-seek?" Mitsunari had a little trouble hiding his snigger behind his hand.
Masamune couldn't give a damn at his snark right now, he wanted out "Uguu...I got stuck...I woke up like thissss...!" he stuck his arm out desperately as the other was under his body. Asleep. "H-Hey! Don't just stand there...pull me out already!"
After exchanging knowingly nods the Sempai's crawled away without turning away, just sinking down like the scheming snakes they were. Although Mitsunari returned hovering over again holding his mobile on its side...
Switching it to camera mode.
"HE-DON'T TAKE A PICTURE!"
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Kanetsugu now being fully awake, started tapping his cheek, pondering at whatever had barged in his moment of thoughts.
"I remember blacking out downstairs...did Masamune...?" normally he fidgets in his sleep, most of the time he wakes up upside down; Masamune probably tucked him in tight enough for him not to move around so much. Kanetsugu felt a pleasant smile curve on his face. "That kid..."
He should thank him for his kindness, especially for putting up with his craziness last night. It's the honourable thing to do.
Right after he washes his face.
The ponytailed teen found himself gawking, with added eye bulging, at his reflection in the mirror. There, right in the middle of his forehead a single word in Kanji caused an eye to twitch "...'Meat'(1)..." first he turned white then faded into crimson.
"MASAMUNEEEEEEEEEEE!"
1 - Just in case you didn't know, writing meat 肉 in Kanji on one's forehead is a reference to the main character of 'Kinnikuman' Anime/Manga (the dub is called 'Ultimate Muscle'). It is a very cliched prank.
Lol, Um sorry for the lame o explanation for the Mitsunari thing, it sounded a lot better in my head! I swear! XD
Also I'm gonna re-write the first couple chapters of Sengoku High because I dislike em, I'll leave annonymous review thingy on if you wanna review it, again
And ...um...*blush* s-s..since I'm still writing...I'll just say this to BlindedInChains13 ...*ahem* imsorrydamnit. M-Mainly because I'm in a good mood and everything! *pout*